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Why did he suddenly send me a WeChat message?
This seems to be the first time he has taken the initiative to send me a message, right?
Wow!
Lin Yao held the phone and stared at the line of words on the screen without blinking.
After a while, she took a deep breath and typed: "Not yet, what about you?"
It was then deleted again.
This kind of conversation should happen between familiar lovers, right?
?????????????? Wouldn¡¯t it be too rude to ask this question? What if he thinks I¡¯m a very casual girl?
After thinking for a while, Lin Yao typed again: "I'm going to rest soon."
And then deleted it again.
This is too distant, as if she is hinting to others not to disturb her.
So I typed again, deleted again, typed again, deleted again
Finally, when Fang Xiaole arrived at the door of the Hilton Hotel, thinking that Lin Yao had really fallen asleep, he received her reply.
"Not yet, do you have anything to ask me about?"
Fang Xiaole typed: "I happened to pass by the Hilton Hotel and brought you something by the way. Can Fangfang come down and pick it up?"
When recording the song, Lin Yao mentioned to Fang Xiaole that she was staying at the Hilton Hotel.
A few minutes later, Fangfang hurried out wearing cartoon pajamas.
Seeing Fang Xiaole standing at the door, Fangfang walked over helplessly: "Assistant Fang, why did you come here so late?"
"I'm sorry to bother you to come out. I bought two bottles of medicine for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis. Please give it to Lin Yao for me. Thank you."
Fang Xiaole handed the plastic bag containing the medicine bottle and note to Fangfang.
"Sister Yao already has the medicine." Fangfang said impatiently, but still took the bag in her hand and glanced at Fang Xiaole: "But you still have good intentions, I will thank you on behalf of Sister Yao."
"No, no, it's all my fault. This is what I should do."
Fang Xiaole waved his hands repeatedly, and then said: "Then I will disturb your rest, good night."
"okay bye."
Fangfang said goodbye to Fang Xiaole, took the elevator to the sixteenth floor, and returned to the suite where Lin Yao lived.
In order to take care of Lin Yao conveniently, Mo Yan arranged for Fangfang and Lin Yao to live in the same high-end suite, while Mo Yan himself lived in the standard room downstairs.
However, Mo Yan specifically told Fangfang not to let Lin Yao contact or contact "irrelevant people" anymore, not to let her see bad news on the Internet, and to let her go to bed early.
"Hey, if Sister Yan knew that I didn't do anything she asked me to do, I would definitely be scolded to death."
Fangfang sighed, returned to the suite, and walked into the bedroom.
"What did he give me? Come on, give it to me."
Lin Yao had been sitting by the bed, stretching her neck and waiting. If the doctor hadn't told her not to put her feet on the ground, she would have run over and grabbed the things from Fangfang's hands.
"Just two bottles of medicine."
Fangfang yawned and handed the plastic bag to Lin Yao. She was too sleepy and said to Lin Yao: "Sister Yao, you should go to bed early." Then she walked out of the bedroom.
"Okay, good night."
After Fangfang turned off the light and closed the bedroom door, Lin Yao immediately turned on the flashlight on her mobile phone and took out two bottles of medicine from the plastic bag.
It was just two bottles of common potion specially designed to treat bruises, but Lin Yao held them in front of her eyes, looked up and down, left and right, raised the corners of her mouth, and smiled so hard that she could hardly close her eyes.
It doesn¡¯t matter that I tricked him into buying my wife¡¯s cake, so this is the first time he has taken the initiative to buy something for me!
These two bottles of medicine must be kept well.
Coming to the dark bedroom, little bits of moonlight spilled in from the window, falling in fine pieces on the bed and on the girl wearing a white nightgown. The girl pursed her lips shyly, like a beautiful and lovely elf under the moon.
By the way, didn¡¯t the doctor prescribe medicine for my feet?
Why does he still want to buy me medicine?
Suddenly, Lin Yao's eyes moved slightly and she saw a note in the plastic bag.
She took out the note and illuminated the words on it with her mobile phone:
"I'm sorry. I didn't expect your back to be injured too. It's all my fault. I'm sorry."
The smile on Lin Yao's face paused.
He knew that my back was also injured?
Lin Yao remembered what Fang Xiaole and Fangfang said alone when they left the recording studio after recording the song in the afternoon.
That was probably what Fangfang told him at that time, right?
Looking down at the note, she could feel his guilt and discomfort between the lines.
This made her feel a little uncomfortable.
Lin Yao suddenly picked up her phone and entered text in the WeChat dialog box.
Fang Xiaole sat on the last bus bound for Old Street, leaning his head against the window and staring blankly at the dim street shrouded in night.
He took out his headphones, connected them to his mobile phone, opened a music software, and searched for the singer's name: Lin Yao.
More than ten songs soon popped up.
¡° Two or three of them are in the top 50 on the hot song charts.
Fang Xiaole created a new playlist and listed all Lin Yao¡¯s songs in it. After thinking about it, he gave the playlist a name¡ª¡ª
"Her song"
Fang Xiaole put on her headphones and started playing her song.
"The sand in the wind, the flowers in the rain, he can never be touched"
The gentle and sad singing voice penetrated the eardrums and penetrated directly into the heart.
This song is the title song of Lin Yao's last album, called "He Who Can't Be Touched".
Although the melody of the song is not top-notch, Lin Yao's voice is very catchy. Fang Xiaole quickly fell into her singing. He closed his eyes and felt that his irritable mood gradually calmed down.
At the end of the song, Fang Xiaole was still a little unfinished. After listening to it twice more, he set "The Intouchable" as his cell phone ringtone, and then set the last line of the lyrics as the WeChat notification tone.
At this time, Laojie arrived and Fang Xiaole got off the bus.
The community where he rented was relatively remote, and he had to walk about two kilometers from the bus station to return to the rental house.
Under the moonlight, Fang Xiaole walked alone on the narrow alley.
Everything around was silent, and the broken street lamps were swallowed up by the darkness. Only Fang Xiaole's own footsteps echoed in the street, clear and lonely.
"The sand on your fingertips, him in your heart, she has been waiting for you."
A crisp and gentle song sounded, which was the last line of "He Who Can't Be Touched". Fang Xiaole took out his phone and saw the WeChat message sent by Lin Yao.
"I'm fine. Don't think too much. Fangfang likes to make a fuss. Are you home?"
A warm light suddenly fell on the top of his head. Fang Xiaole looked up. Somehow, a broken street lamp turned on again.
He smiled and walked out of the alley under the illumination of the street lights. The front was brightly lit.
almost home.
"It will be here soon. The medicine is very effective. Apply it twice every morning and evening. Don't forget it."
Fang Xiaole typed a reply.
"um. Thank you."
Lin Yao came back quickly.
"The recording of the third period will start next Monday. You should take a good rest these days."
Fang Xiaole sent a message, thought about it, and added: "Be careful when recording the show and protect yourself."
"Well, don't worry, I'm really fine." Lin Yao also added a muscle-flexing expression after the text.
"I'm home, you go to bed early" Fang Xiaole originally wanted to say good night, but after thinking about it, he deleted this sentence and retyped it:
"I like your songs very much."
However, after this message was sent, no reply was received from Lin Yao. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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